Janes POV
Im running and running trying not to look back.
I heard someone chasing after me.
I looked back to see Jeff running right behind me.
Failing to pay attention to what is in front of me I twist my ankle in a hole.
"Shit!" I screamed out
I couldn't run any more.
I fell to the ground and Jeff kneeled down beside me.
Trying to help me up.
I swat his hands away,
"Stop helping me we hate each other" I looked up at him and said "don't we?"
He looked down at me and stayed silent..
Then he acted like I never asked the question!
Jeff's POV
"OK let's get you back to the mansion, so you can heal up." I said
I lifted her up and carried her bridal style all the way back.
By the time we got there she was asleep in my arms with her arms wrapped around my neck and her head nestled in my chest.
I laid her down on my bed and told every one else to go to bed
"We will talk about Jane in the morning"
Before Ben shuts the door he sticks his head in and says
"Ooohhh Jane!!" *wink wink*
I shut the door in his face.
I walk back over to my bed
I take my hoodie off and then my pants so I'm only wearing boxers and I slip into bed next to my sleeping Jane.
She turns facing me (still asleep) and she gets under my arms so we are cuddling and I blush and smile
And drift off to sleep...
Should I keep writing this story? Is anyone interested in it? Any suggestions for me?
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When it stops
RomanceThis is my first story and I have been reading a lot of stories like this and I love them so I thought I would create something like it. I am creating a love story about Jane the killer and Jeff the killer.
